Just a Kiss on the Cheek · 12 October 2003
It was just a look that you gave me from across the room
I just knew that I had to meet you real soon
We were just kids in a classroom but I knew right then
You’d be my woman and I’d be your man
It was just a word that you said I think it was “Hi”
You were saying it as I walked on by
I fell over my own feet I didn’t know what to say
I couldn’t believe that you said “Hi,” that day
It was just a touch on the hand as we walked side by side
But I knew right then that you’d be my bride
Your touch was electric my heart skipped a beat
I didn’t know it was love but I knew you were sweet
It was just a kiss on the cheek to end our first date
Dinner and a movie that I thought were great
It’s been twenty years now we still walk hand in hand
I’m so glad you decided that I’d be your man
Bridge:
It was just the look that you gave me that said “How do you do?”
The words, “Hello darlin’” to say “I’d like to meet you”
A touch on the hand let me know that you liked me too
It was just a kiss on the cheek that said, “I love you”
You told me one day that you knew it was me
That first day I saw you in Geometry
Our courtship was slow to make sure it was right
You sealed it with a kiss when you kissed me good night
I’ve thought lots about it since you told me your plan
It almost seems like I was just clay in your hand
But I’ve watched our three daughters do it to three young men
All I can do is shake my head again and again
© 2003 Michael T. Miyoshi
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Mama Use to Sing a Silly Song · 11 October 2003
Mama used to sing this silly ole song
Sounded like Bo Jangles with the words all wrong
She sang about her children one of which was me
I really gotta tell you it was embarrassing
Chorus:
Mama used to sing that song all day long
She never sang the same words but still sang them strong
The more that I would blush the louder she’d sing
I really gotta tell you it was embarrassing
Every time she’d sing it was embarrassing
Whenever my friends would come over she’d sing that song
And eventually they learned the words and sang along
My brothers didn’t blush they’d just join in and sing
I really gotta tell you it was embarrassing
Chorus
Well mama hit the big time with that silly ole song
She sings it on the stage; she sings it loud and strong
Even though all the people love to hear her sing
I really gotta tell you it’s still embarrassing
Now mama sings that song to folks all night long
She still never sings the same words but she sings them strong
The more that I still blush the louder she sings
I really gotta tell you it is embarrassing
Yes, I really gotta tell you it’s still embarassing
But Mama sing your song
Just sing it strong
Mama sing your song
Sing it all night long
No matter what you do I still hate that thing
I really gotta tell you it’s so embarrassing
No matter what you do it’s still embarrassing
© 2003 Michael T. Miyoshi
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Just Smoke in My Arms · 10 October 2003
I saw you looking right at me, standing there so sweet
I said to myself, “Get your courage up; that girl you’ve got to meet.”
I started walking over there to her, to ask her for a date
But when I got to where I thought she was, I guess I was too late
Chorus:
(1-Now) (2-But) I (3-still) see you in my dreams – all night all day
In New York, Seattle, LA
In my dreams you dazzle me with all your charms
But when I wake up you’re smoke in my arms
You’re always just smoke in my arms
(v. 3 only)
You’ve always been smoke in my arms
It was amateur night I was up on the stage; you were staring up at me
When my set was over I went down to your seat; hoping it’d be you that I’d see
But I was too late again you’d already gone; someone else was already there
I knew it was hopeless I’d never meet you; you vanished into thin air
Chorus
I made it to Nashville to sing my sad song; I know I won’t meet you
Every time I sing this song I shed a tear; it’s always just for you
‘Cause I realized after all of this time; you were an angel or you were a dream
But it doesn’t matter I see you at night; but it’s only in my dreams
Chorus
© 2003 Michael T. Miyoshi
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